"Auntie, I remember you said Chen Mo would get first place, right?" After his astonishment, Wang Chen looked at the young girl with a smile.
But now, it was Xiao Jiu who took first place.
The girl rolled her eyes at Wang Chen, thinking it hardly counted. How could she have expected Chen Mo to concede and give up the first place?
If he hadn't conceded, he would surely be first.
"But is she really the Fox King of the Qingqiu Spirit Fox Race?"
The girl looked at Xiao Jiu's figure in the distance and murmured.
"Auntie, what are you talking about?" Wang Chen looked at his aunt's moving lips and asked.
"Xiao Chen, help Auntie with something." The girl said.
Wang Chen's expression immediately changed, as the girl usually called him a 'brat', only calling him 'Xiao Chen' when she needed a favor.
Wang Chen dared not refuse because once he did, the girl would use her brother-in-law's authority to teach him a harsh lesson.
"What favor?" Wang Chen asked.
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